rap

yo, this is the d murda swiss

people say I'm broke notice the diamonds on my wrist

my flow so sick they say Im reading off a script

We bring back on the horror like the Tales up off the Crypt

me and my boys we aint never been scared

we will leave you on the street like the murders up in Bal air

man, I swear man my style is just to rare

coming from the suburbs but born and raised in the ghetto

my money width thick while your is looking quite narrow

I am a leader competer and captain like captain sparrow

I'm the hero, they look at me like I'm a pharoh

You see the devil is alive but his working slow

lot of yall hatin cause I be makin my dough

yall can hate me but ill smile and it always comes with a glow

calling me a rookie but I spit like I'm a pro

acting all hard but will break up like some snow

 

so you acting like a boss but bought a ticket from the store

swagging but ya poor, cant buy a rolly from the store

so ashamed don't even want to come up out the door

its cool I got something you've been waiting for

there green brick go that's what ive been lookin for

They just need some convincing ima call em Malcolm little

thinkin that you hard don't even own a pistol

I can be nice but when mad I am brittle

but I got em goin back to back just like drake

yo flow is not even dull it seems opac

scrape yall up like leaves call me rake

oh man my goodness for peeks sack

you so sweet you making sugar feel bad

you so wack bruh shoulda been figured that

got the jays on high top with a chanel fitted cape

yo music boring man ima sit back and just take a nap

give you some you some more time to improve ya track